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Life is hell, at some point we all just have to get used to it. — Alysha Speer, Sharden
Life is hell, at some point we all just have to get used to it. — Alysha Speer, Sharden
Life is hell, at some point we all just have to get used to it. — Alysha Speer, Sharden
And though I was currently living a fairy tale, some part of my soul knew that happiness couldn't last forever. I didn't — Alysha Speer, Sharden
And though I was currently living a fairy tale, some part of my soul knew that happiness couldn't last forever. I didn't — Alysha Speer, Sharden
And though I was currently living a fairy tale, some part of my soul knew that happiness couldn't last forever. I didn't — Alysha Speer, Sharden
I was not weak; I did not cry. But it hurt me, more in a kind of refreshing, thrilling way, than a kind of pain that wou — Alysha Speer, Sharden
I was not weak; I did not cry. But it hurt me, more in a kind of refreshing, thrilling way, than a kind of pain that wou — Alysha Speer, Sharden
I was not weak; I did not cry. But it hurt me, more in a kind of refreshing, thrilling way, than a kind of pain that wou — Alysha Speer, Sharden
So many thoughts ran through my head. Most of them contained the same, simply three words so often strung together that — Alysha Speer, Sharden
So many thoughts ran through my head. Most of them contained the same, simply three words so often strung together that — Alysha Speer, Sharden
So many thoughts ran through my head. Most of them contained the same, simply three words so often strung together that — Alysha Speer, Sharden
He leaned down and kissed my forehead. The soft melody of his lips was calming. I closed my eyes. I could smell his huma — Alysha Speer, Sharden
He leaned down and kissed my forehead. The soft melody of his lips was calming. I closed my eyes. I could smell his huma — Alysha Speer, Sharden
He leaned down and kissed my forehead. The soft melody of his lips was calming. I closed my eyes. I could smell his huma — Alysha Speer, Sharden
I stood behind the man’s chair, my blade at his throat. “Why do you do it?” I asked, knowing he wouldn’t answer. “Kill p — Alysha Speer, Sharden
I stood behind the man’s chair, my blade at his throat. “Why do you do it?” I asked, knowing he wouldn’t answer. “Kill p — Alysha Speer, Sharden
I stood behind the man’s chair, my blade at his throat. “Why do you do it?” I asked, knowing he wouldn’t answer. “Kill p — Alysha Speer, Sharden
There was something behind the softness that intertwined our fingers together—love? It felt different from two days ago. — Alysha Speer, Sharden
There was something behind the softness that intertwined our fingers together—love? It felt different from two days ago. — Alysha Speer, Sharden
There was something behind the softness that intertwined our fingers together—love? It felt different from two days ago. — Alysha Speer, Sharden
Sleep did not honor me with it’s presence. — Alysha Speer, Sharden
Sleep did not honor me with it’s presence. — Alysha Speer, Sharden
Sleep did not honor me with it’s presence. — Alysha Speer, Sharden